Contact Blitt

Lyrics for Contact Blitt

Keep on, you gotta keep on, you gotta keep on! Keep on, you gotta keep on, you gotta keep on! Keep on, you gotta keep on, you gotta keep on! You gots to keep on, the break of dawn shit Smoke the cancer sticks, and you don't quit We'll never never know no whole tour bit Known was Zev X The O.E. alcoholic I still get paid sums I write albums Sip the coke rums, loop the broke drums Stunts get down thumbs I think a stunts a dunce My rap labelmates? They all smoke blunts! Went on this tour once, bus was loco From Albuquerque to like Acapulco See, it was Lord J, Sadat, Alamo Busta and myself, in the back with the O.O.Z Deep in Cali near the valley where it seldom rains Sess is the best to all, except cells in the brain And if you ever did, God forbid you did Get on that bus you'd be one red eye shut eye lid kid Word miz, the Iz had the whole crew relaxing Boogie Brown with the box, booming new tracks and Quest wants a stogie, he told Sub to ask Dinco He had one more, to bust 'em down, now I'm peeping oynx asking Baby Chris about the back drop Fixin' his flack top, damn I hate that flat top Just then the bus driver had the nerve said "Stop the smoke" he curving and swerving He popped junk like the sea sick sailor would fuss Not like we got top bunks like on that De La bus This was a Greyhound, the budget wasn't over most, low budget So fuck it, let the motherfucker overdose We puffed his bluff, he wasn't bullshittin The next L was lit'en and hit'en, so now he quittin' We couldn't stand to stay in San Jose Plus we had a show in L.A. that same day He said he'd take us down but he had to shake us down For 5 yards, between the gods that's might trife Mad heads make mad frowns no night life Bitch ass bus driver wanna bring his white wife Now I ready to hitchhike, a six-four, one switch Plus he said no bitches on the bus except for his one bitch Niggas got edgy like a knife Dedicating Niggaz4Life to my man and his wife You might think that's a bitch, because gates was the shit But only one week and count until the show at the Ritz And you don't quit, til the last Philly is split Get a buzzed bus driver off the contact blitz And you don't quit, til the last Philly is lit Get a buzzed bus driver over the contact blitz